Hello dear readers and followers, I am a writer for “Coffee House Writers magazine” (USA), on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “Comic Typhoons and Tycoons”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/cosmic-typhoons-and-tycoons/
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Resilience To visit their fabulous site click on >> Here
Below is, the original introduction from my post in August 2020. “Hello dear readers, I’ve been writing this poem over the last three days, and I was struggling to obtain any rhythm between thoughts and words, then I saw a wondrous photo on Derrick Knight’s blog/website this morning, (which is my ‘Featured Image’ above), and his picture of the glorious old oak tree, immediately channeled my thoughts, into that of strength and “resilience“, and from there, my Title was formed, and my words started to become a more cohesive piece of poetry…. Thank you, Derrick, for allowing me to use this beautiful and impressive photo, with my humble little poem.” >> https://derrickjknight.com/
Please Note; “Standing Upright” appears in our book “Perceptions”, a Collaboration of Poems and Photographs from Ivor Steven and Derrick Knight (Nov 2022)
Standing Upright
My heart’s bruised from bygone blood-stones Threaded together by the spirits of old bones And there resting within my aging body’s sway I am shedding soulful droplets on sunny days
The world’s foul winds had blown me off my feet After wobbling down cold and dusty streets Then a modern medicine man came with his young tribe Re-tuning my broken pieces with rhythmical vibes And they declared my heartstrings to be plucky enough To handle tomorrow’s mystery masks and travelers’ handcuffs
As many of you know, I am an appointed writer with the Coffee House Writers Magazine in the poetry section, and in the poetry group, we are given a monthly assignment on a different poem format. This month’s poetry classroom topic was to write a ‘Limerick’ … Below is the Limerick I presented for my July Assignment.
Resting here on my knees Under the tall weeping trees Waiting for my anxious mother She’s out looking for my silly brother He’s randy and went chasing the pretty fillies
Our walk path was covered in many shallow puddles and the daylight was sufficient for me to photograph some interesting reflections on the ground and in the sky …
Hello dear readers and followers, I am a writer for “Coffee House Writers magazine” (USA), on a fortnightly basis, and my poem “A Dank and Foggy Morn”, is in this week’s edition of Coffee House Writers Magazine. … To Read my poem, please click on the link below to visit the article, at Coffee House Writers Magazine. >> https://coffeehousewriters.com/a-dank-and-foggy-morn/
Frankie had his ‘Winter Groom’ this morning… and the two Haiku below were written by Frankie in April and June 2023. All the attached photos were taken during today’s grooming session.
My Haircut (a Haiku by ‘Frankie’, April 2023)
“I was too woolly” That is what my master said “Have you seen my coat?”
My Winter Haircut (a Haiku by Frankie, June 2023)
“Haircut time Frankie” “Hey boss, it’s zero outside Winter is still here”
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday challenge is Garden. To visit their fabulous site please click on >> Here … but my garden is icy cold on these mid-winter days …
And, over at Moonwashed Musings, the Weekly Prompt is – Sultry Dreams … To visit Eugi’s fabulous site please click on >> HERE … my dreams are not “Sultry”, but “Wintry” …
The Bedroom Chair
It’s zero degrees outside and I’m warm and cozy lying here in bed However, there is a pile of my winter clothes on the bedroom chair waiting for me to wear Frankie gives me his get up now stare! wanting his morning fair “Yes Frankie, it’s time for me to embrace the chilly morning air and plunge myself into the filtered sun’s brittle wintry lair”
Today I am presenting the 2nd poem to be selected in “Prolific Pulse’s” fantastic Anthology, “Cadence”, That’s What Friends Are For Thank you to the editors, Lisa and Zanate for their kind consideration. >> https://www.prolificpulse.com/
That’s What Friends Are For(Cadence Anthology, by Ivor Steven)
“Help!” yelled Billy the Bee Who was stuck, knee-deep In the storm’s fallen debris “I’ll be there as quickly as my body can shuffle along” Said Charlie, the concerned caterpillar
“My tiny toes are trapped and I cannot fly free” Burbled Billy Charlie sways and cleverly uses his snout To nudge the broken branches aside And in a jiffy Billy was able to wriggle free
A relieved Billy Blessedly buzzed over Charlie “Thank you kindly for your gracious help my dear friend” “That’s what friends are for” Cheered Charlie the caterpillar
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